A Second Camp in Winter

The local people, with whom we were on friendly terms, urged us to be prudent as regards clothing and to take large quantities. They made it sound very frightening and serious. When we saw the reality with our own eyes, however, we realized that it was twice as bad as we had been told. Each…

Lessons learned from the first winter trip

Following Queen’s Prize, in November, I complained at length to Finn about the general apathy in the area towards historicity, and the dearth of winter activities by a kingdom populated with people in norse or pseudo-norse garb.  This led to a discussion about doing a winter camping event, to be spent huddled for a night…

A Winter Excursion

On the feast of Saint Sebastian, nine brave Outlanders ventured into the snowy forests of Caer Galen.  Every drop of water froze and a deep snow covered all, but a roaring fire and warm friendship saw them through the long, cold night.   The best description I have for this past weekend is authentic.  In…